Little Poor Me [Philly!]

What even was her list of matters to worry about? Let's see, the impending drought, possible fires, lack of herbs, and a few other hopefully non-weather related items. Most of those were pack related. It made Razi suddenly see how easily and quickly leadership could center her focus quite narrowly around her own pack. An intriguing shift, though not an unwelcome one. As long as they were a small pack she was quite content to keep her focus narrow for a time. Speaking of, she'd nearly been so drawn inward into her own mind that she didn't notice the presence of another wolf. How foolish.

The faint traces of scent drifting on the air as well as not-too-distant pawsteps were what brought Razi out of her mind and back to reality. Staring out through the thick walls of bamboo, she surveyed the area with narrowed golden eyes.

Slipping into stealth mode, Razi lowered her body and moved with quiet grace as she slipped around a bend in search of whoever else was here. Ahead the path split several times into other paths and presumably some dead-ends. It was only chance that she caught sight of a tail she assumed belonged to the stranger in question. Straightening, she called out, "Going for a scenic stroll?" Only then did she note why the scent had a certain familiarity to it. She remembered this girl, from the takeover of Dragoste. Daughter of the alpha, yes, that was the one.

Posture neutral, she waited to see the girl and hear her response. Sure, there were those among her kin were happy to start a conflict, but Razi was a different breed from those individuals especially. Not to mention, it would be best if she got herself back to her kids in one piece.